Project Pets

We first met in the projects, no more than projects ourselves
Both sets of parents mere teenagers, barely knowing themselves
Each feening for love, love that could and would come in many forms
To suffer in in silent despair was not outside the norm

When we met, we were the by product of life’s twist
While feeling the strains of life’s pressure, we shared our first kiss
No feeling around or tongue, we just shared lips to lips
There was no announcing that we were an item even after she got breast and hips

We were simply dedicated friends, interacting dam near as family
When we each wanted to be left alone, neither of us would let the other be
I admit that I was told of the abuses and so was she
I held and consoled her, while she held and nurtured me

Although life’s strains caused great pain, our comradery held back the tears
Late calls deep into the night discussing our most recent fears
No counselor needed, just two friends allowing their hearts to bleed
In the early morning hours, we find that we’re exactly what we need

Hearts and virginity for the first time, we’ve decided to freely offer
Although they have both been savagely mangled, they were never freely offered
But our kisses slowly changed, involving mutual petting and tongue
Offered to eat of each other’s pain, this time not caring if someone takes some

We agree to share whatever’s left, if only for pain’s sake
Locked in a battle with each other’s demons until daylight or the pain breaks
Our relationship has undergone some changes serving as each other’s therapy
The projects is no longer where we live, I reside in her and she lives in me